Goodbye, my mate
"The real Moon Goddess was killed by you in the era of the first Lycan King, wasn't she? Scarlet Witch Magda, you evil spirit of manipulation - reveal your true body."
At that, her illusion shattered. The white gauze of her dress bled into black and red, stained with gore, clinging to her like a second skin. Her pupils swallowed the whites of her eyes, turning them into voids, and when she smiled, her teeth were sharp, jagged things, gleaming with malice. She turned to a cracked mirror on the wall, checking her reflection as if admiring the transformation, then faced me again, her grin a ghost's leer. "You still figured it out," she purred, her voice a venomous caress. "Of course, this is a
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